boyfriend in the fridge

Liu Wentao is dead.

He Xiaobao and Lu Hao ran away.

The police inspected and monitored the investigation and monitoring, maintained the traffic near the Changshi Tunnel, released the online pursuit and released the pursuit, and went to He Xiaobao's house... In short, they quickly became busy again.

Liu Wentao's body was brought back to the Municipal Bureau.The police notified Liu Wentao's parents in his hometown and told them the bad news.

After Song Buzhi followed the discipline silently and returned to the Municipal Bureau, he half-lyed on the chair in the discipline office as if he had no strength, with his head lowered, wondering what he was thinking.

The Changshi tunnel was blown up, the suspect Liu Wentao was shot dead by bullets, and Lu Haocai and He Xiaobao ran away.With so many major incidents happening, Discipline, as the captain of the criminal investigation team, will inevitably be called by the leader to question him.

After he finished dealing with a bunch of things, he finally took a breath, and when he returned to the office, he saw Song Buzhi's depressed and preoccupied look.

Discipline sighed secretly.

He walked over, put his warm and strong palm on Song Buzhi's head, touched it gently, and said, "I'll eat in the cafeteria tonight, okay?"

After surviving such a busy schedule, it is now close to evening, and it will soon be dinner time in the cafeteria.

Song Buzhi responded with a low "yes", then fell silent again.

Discipline didn't say anything, he just stroked his head with one hand, comforting him silently, picked up the cup on the table with the other hand, and took a few sips of tea.

"Ji team——" The door was knocked suddenly, and then pushed open. It was Jin Zilong's hurried voice, "I found the direction where the SUV left! They have been driving towards the new commercial center in the western new area!"

Discipline: "But what?"

As expected, Jin Zilong pursed his lips and said, "But the monitoring over there is not in place. The SUV is driving in this direction. But it disappeared in the commercial center."

Discipline nodded to show that he understood, and asked him to continue staring at the surveillance video.

After Jin Zilong left, Song Buzhi finally moved. He raised his hand, put it on the hand that Ji Ji put on his head, and held it.

He took discipline's hand in front of him and played with it.

"Liu Wentao died to save me." Song Buzhi said without emotion, "If he hadn't suddenly rushed between Lu Haocai and me, I might be the one who died now."

"Don't say stupid things." Discipline frowned, "No matter what he does, it can't change the fact that he killed someone."

Song Buzhi looked up at him, smiled at him, and said, "I was sitting here just now, and suddenly realized that the cases you took over for the people who died since February are all related to me."

One is both the tenant and his roommate, the other is the younger brother he brought up, and the other is the young lady who saved him 25 years ago.

"Is it possible that everyone around me will be killed by me..."

Discipline flicked his forehead, and said, "Did you come up with these things after thinking about it all afternoon?"

"How can you be so capable, think too highly of yourself, and think that you have the ability to kill whoever makes friends with you?"

Song Buzhi repeated: "If it wasn't for Liu Wentao, I would be the one who died now."

Discipline made a sharp look and said, "Besides, I'm going to be angry."

"Yeah." Song Buzhi said, "Liu Wentao said something to me before he died."

Discipline: "What?"

Song Buzhi: "He said I'm fine."

"What do you mean?" Discipline frowned, "He can't see anything wrong with your body?"

Song Buzhi shook his head: "No, I think he saw it. He said that there is something abnormal about my body... and said that I have nothing wrong... I think he is saying that even if I use possession in the future Ability is not a big problem..."

Discipline: "But there are always uncertainties, and I worry."

Song Buzhi: "I know. I promised you, try not to use it."

After thinking for a while, Song Buzhi said again: "Don't worry, I will adjust it myself. I'm not the kind of person who, when someone else dies, blames himself for the cause of death, and then traps himself."

Discipline sat in the office not long before he was called away again.

There are still many things waiting for him to deal with.

---

Although Liu Wentao is dead, Wang Yu's case is over.

Because they found a small notebook in their bag before Liu Wentao died.After handwriting identification, it was proved that this was Liu Wentao's book.

This small notebook is a brief summary of Liu Wentao's daily work.

And on April 4th, Liu Wentao wrote down his criminal facts——

"I killed Wang Yu."

"I killed my wife."

"I killed her."

"I killed her."

"I killed her."

……

In addition, the death information left by Wang Yu pointed directly at Liu Wentao, and Liu Wentao's crime has been determined.

The Huacheng Bureau made a brief report on the case.

As soon as this was posted on the Internet, it attracted countless people to watch.

Naturally, the collapse of the feldspar tunnel was also on the hot search, and everyone speculated.

Chang Fei also saw this message.But he knows a little more than other netizens, and he understands a little bit after thinking about it for a while.He hurriedly called Song Buzhi and asked if he was okay.

"It's okay." Song Buzhi said, "Liu Wentao stood in front of me, he's dead, but I'm still alive."

Chang Fei didn't expect to hear such news, and was stunned for a while.He heard Song Buzhi say again: "If it wasn't for him, I would be dead now."

Chang Fei scratched his hair and said, "I don't know what happened at that time, but brother Ji, I think Liu Wentao must have been willing at that moment. I heard you describe Liu Wentao before, and I heard from Lawyer Hou Come here, Liu Wentao is a person who puts research above everything else. Since he abandoned research at that moment, he saved you..."

Song Buzhi: "Am I more important than research?"

"No," said the discipline in front of him, "he regretted killing Wang Yu."

On the other end of the phone, Chang Fei said something similar.

Song Buzhi was flanked by these two words with the same meaning, and was in a daze for a while.

After answering a few times, he hung up the phone.

"Has he regretted it..." Song Buzhi smiled wryly, "But what's the use..."

The most useless thing in this world is regret.

---

The police are working overtime to deal with the follow-up work, and Lu Haocai and others are also dealing with surveillance and other traces.

Just in case, they checked all the surveillance cameras in the commercial center of the Western New District, and processed the surveillance video that captured their traces.

In the end, they passed through the commercial center under construction in the western new area and came to a small villa in the western new area.

This is their base.

The monitoring of this villa area is within their control, and even the people who live here are carefully selected by them.They don't worry about their tracks being leaked from here.

So, after entering the villa area, they didn't cover up anymore.

He Xiaobei hurried over from nowhere and stopped the SUV they were driving.

"You're bleeding like this, are you still driving?" He Xiaobei glanced at He Xiaobao's pale lips due to blood loss, then at Lu Haocai who was doing nothing on the passenger seat, and opened the car door, "Go to the back seat ,I will drive."

He Xiaobao didn't object, and simply got out of the car and walked to the back seat.

He Xiaobei took over his job of driving, and as soon as he stepped on the accelerator, the car went to its destination.

In the small villa, there was another person sitting.He has a big belly and is on the phone, but he doesn't say much and tersely.Most of the "um" and "good" categories.

He hung up the phone and said, "It's the boss."

He Xiaobei, He Xiaobao and Lu Haocai couldn't help but straighten their upper bodies. He Xiaobei asked, "What did the boss say?"

"Avoid the limelight first, let you be quiet."

He Xiaobei: "Did we bring trouble to the boss?"

"In short, avoid this for a while. The police are very strict. If you want to go out, remember to disguise yourself and be smart."

The bullet on He Xiaobao's arm was taken out by He Xiaobei, the pain made him sweat, but he didn't say a word, his expression didn't change at all, as if what happened to him at this moment was not something like taking the bullet.

Lu Haocai sneered, and he didn't know if he was laughing at the words "put on a disguise", or He Xiaobao's physiological reaction of cold sweat.

Lu Hao went up to the second floor and entered his room.

He Xiaobei skillfully helped He Xiaobao bandage the wound. After cleaning up, he glanced at the stairs and said, "If it wasn't for him this time..."

If it wasn't for Lu Haocai, would they be like this?

If they cooperated all the way, they would have come out of the police encirclement long ago, right?Now that He Xiaobao is injured and Liu Wentao is dead, right?

The man with the big belly shook his head: "You are all loners, if you want to cooperate, it was wrong from the beginning."

He Xiaobao silently threw his blood-stained clothes into the trash can and went upstairs as well.

The man with a big belly said again: "It's fine to go alone, after all, everyone will act alone in the future plan, so there won't be problems like today."

---

Liu Wentao's parents came over overnight and fell to the city bureau in tears.

They only had such a son, and after finally pulling him up to grow up, and seeing how promising he was, they were so proud that they would show off to anyone they caught.

Now, the object they used to show off is gone.

Even the daughter-in-law is gone.

What a crime they did!

The police briefly told the two elderly people about the case.They couldn't believe it, and wept again.

In the end, Liu Wentao's body was taken away by them.But Wang Yu's body is still in Huacheng, the funeral parlor.

Song Buzhi chose a date and buried her himself.

It was buried next to Oujie.

In front of the tombstone, Song Buzhi sat on the ground weakly.

He came alone without telling the discipline.

Discipline is worried about him these days, but he is too busy to watch him all the time, so he calls him every few hours.

Just after answering the disciplinary call, the phone was still in his hand.Song Buzhi rested his hands on his knees and lowered his head slightly.

Liu Wentao is dead, he can't explain his criminal process, and he can't explain whether he saw Wang Yu alone or another person who looked like He Xiaobao when he returned home.

The police can only deduce what happened at that time based on the evidence they found.

Many things cannot be learned.

"Sister," Song Buzhi said softly, "Liu Wentao saved me, they all said he was regretting killing you."

"I think he really regretted it. Before he died, he told me that he couldn't study anymore, but that's fine. He said it's fine..."

Song Buzhi's voice was extremely low, as if he was speaking to himself, or as if he wanted the person under the tombstone to hear it too.

"But, he still killed you..."

"Lu Haocai... still ran away..."

The wind blows, already has the breath of early summer.The weather is sultry, and the brush is sticky on the face.

After a while, it will be Lixia.